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Several years ago when Feministing was just a toddler, Samhita, Jessica and myself went to the Women, Action and the Media conference in Cambridge, MA for the weekend — I think it was the first time I met so many people working in social justice and media in one place, and it was a completely exhilarating experience. The conference then, and this organization today, brings to light seriously important discussions around gender justice in media.

Oh, and then there’s the feminist dance parties. That weekend was also the first time I met many of my dear friends in the blogosphere today, where we busted moves all night and celebrated the incredibly hard and often-emotionally difficult work that we do every day. In short, we all deserve a feminist dance party once in a while.

And that is why I am unbelievablypumped for next Friday’s fundraiser, WAM!Prom 2: Electric Bugaloo, where tons of old and new friends in the social justice and media world will be getting together to support WAM! and shake our booties. The press release calls the themed event, “a costumed mash-up extravaganza of glittering disco decadence and hip-hop hype, DJ’ed by Pandagon’s Amanda Marcotte, featuring new disco-hip-hop mashups by DJ @MarcFaletti.” Here’s a sneak peak video by Marc:

And there will be so much more than dancing; a costume contest (which our very own Samhita is judging, by the way), raffle prizes from Babeland and a friggin’ disco roller derby photo booth. No joke. Check out the Facebook event for details and to RSVP.

“Feminist organizing is resurgent on Facebook, Twitter and blogs,” says video remix artist Elisa Kreisinger, creator of the Queer Carrie Project. “But there’s nothing like WAM!Prom, where we see feminist friends in real life and dance our asses off in real time.”

In high school, my friend Jess made me a mix tape with Sleater-Kinney’s “Dig Me Out” on it, alongside some Tori Amos and some Smoking Popes. We played that thing into the ground, listening to it in my 1988 Saab as we zipped around back country roads during long, hot summer nights. It was 2000 and a time in our lives of rawness. Transitions every which way we turned; deep and unrequited crushes; the budding of even deeper female friendship; the untimely death of a beloved cousin. We held hands and loved each other, Jess and I. Later we grew apart, though I think somehow we knew that was ...

Ed. note: This post was originally published on the Community site.

In high school, my friend Jess made me a mix tape with Sleater-Kinney’s “Dig Me Out” on it, alongside some Tori Amos and some Smoking Popes. We ...

Feministing is currently booking speaking events for spring semester. March – Women’s History Month – is always our busiest time, so get in touch with us soon to bring members of our crew to your campus. We’ve got brand new speaking event options this year – check out our speaking tour page for all the details, and read on to learn about our panels.

Feministing: HBICs

Feministing just celebrated its 10th anniversary, a major milestone in the life of the site and the feminist internet in general. Lori Adelman, Maya Dusenbery, and Jos Truitt, Feministing’s Co-Executive Directors, are shepherding the site into the next phase of its life. Feministing’s nerd troika brings you a panel focused on the things they think about every day ...

Feministing is currently booking speaking events for spring semester. March – Women’s History Month – is always our busiest time, so get in touch with us soon to bring members of our crew to your campus. We’ve got ...

One recent evening while taking the subway home, in the same week the reprehensible “slap her” video surfaced, I witnessed a minor but bothersome exchange between strangers. As two young women boarded, an older gentleman who had taken the only open seat at the previous stop, gestured to one, asking her to sit beside him in what was no more than scarcely a few inches of space. “Please,” he said. The young woman responded simply and matter-of-factly, “No.” The man was taken aback—as was I, briefly. He flapped his palms in the air and snapped, “You’re welcome.” To which the young woman, after some consideration, replied flatly, ...

Ed. note: This post was originally published on the Community site.

One recent evening while taking the subway home, in the same week the reprehensible “slap her” video surfaced, I witnessed a minor but bothersome exchange ...